Open shades, like slowly
waking eyes, have such a narrow
field of vision for the world
to move around in and without.
Plastic bottles picked off by
air powered rifles leak their
green and red juices all over
the wooden fence and feed
the grass with all their sugar
made from nothing.
Little girls touch the smooth surfaces
of ancient statues when the adults
are taking smoke breaks out on
the stairs. No one cares to watch
the cameras in the daytime.
Still the museum is empty
aside from the few breaking rules
and learning the wrong things,
but a miracle is achieved when
their curiosity is finally realized,
and the stone in their hands
can be shaped just the same
as what has molded them
since they were freshly born.

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